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Chapter 736
“That’s right! I don’t know this man! There are so many scars on his face… I can’t even see his face properly!”
Esme said as she pretended to be afraid.
Conrad said, “This is that thief.”
Esme tried her best to imitate Britney and moved her eyes away from the man.
Conrad continued, “Originally, he was a staff member from my company. He was
compensated after he got injured during work. However, he didn’t live a proper life and began to gamble. He was
swayed to kidnap Fia and assassinate me.‘
His tone was indifferent, as if he was discussing the weather.
Esme shut her mouth tightly as she grinded her teet,h doing her best not to expose herself. However, Silas suddenly
extended his hand and grabbed her collar.
She screamed, “What are you doing?!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSilas no longer wore his usual smile. Instead, his expression was one of desolation.
“That day, when the madam left the hospital, this person disguised as Ms. Reid’s driver. Take a guess, Miss Thomas,
why did he kidnap our madam?”
“For… For money?” Esme stuttered, showing how afraid she was.
Conrad’s eyes were cold as he continued to stare at Esme and said, “You said you didn’t know him? That day,
during the banquet, it was you that shielded me from his knife.”
Esme shuddered and quickly raised her head and looked at Conrad.
“Was… Was that him? There are too many scars on his face, and I didn’t see his face clearly back then. I don’t
know if it’s him.”
Conrad suddenly stood up and had one foot on the coffee table, proceeding to vault over to the other side as he
stared into Britney’s face.
He stared at her intensely, as if he was playing a game of spot–the–difference.
Esme became nervous when she was stared by his cold eyes. “What… What are you looking at?”
“Your mouth,” Conrad said.
Esme’s heart skipped a beat. “What’s… with
my mouth?”
Conrad went back to his seat and said to Tiger, “Bring me Britney’s photo before she left the country!”
“Of course!” Tiger took out a photo of Britney from a stack of files before she left the country.
Her face was still quite young seeing that the photo was of a girl that had just graduated junior high.
Conrad held the photo he received from Tiger up high. He compared it to Esme’s face carefully.
The brows, eyes, nose, and facial shape were almost the same. The difference was that the person in front of him
had matured and lost her tenderness.
However… That mouth. There was something wrong with it that he couldn’t quite put his finger on just yet.
Conrad tossed the photo on the coffee table while he glared coldly at the woman opposite of him. He extended his
hand to Tiger. “Give me your phone.”
Tiger gave him his phone. He had been investigating Esme and Britney all this while. His phone was filled with Esme
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand Britney’s photos.
Conrad searched for Esme’s photos from Tiger’s phone.
He stared at the mouth on the photo and compared it to Britney’s photo when she was still in her teens.
The two of them looked completely different. Even their temperament was completely different.
But the shape of their mouths was almost the same.
“What are you looking at, Mr. Maxwell?” Esme wasn’t confident in herself. She was worried that Conrad would find
something incriminating by comparing her with Britney’s photo. Conrad looked at her mouth. It was the same as
the photos of Britney and Esme.
It was as if he had already uncovered the trick of why the person used Britney Thomas’s face to help Esme escape!
That person must have wanted to retain something that belonged to Esme… Something that wouldn’t be
discovered so easily.
Something like the shape of her lips.
“If there’s nothing else, can I leave?” Esme asked pitifully.
Conrad said, “Silas, send her home.”
Silas nodded. “Of course.”
“Right. Send Esme’s parents back home too!” Conrad said nonchalantly. Silas didn’t ask anything else and simply
dragged Esme out.